Chapter 35 - The Frustrated Di Jun and the Fierce Battle in the Thirty-Third Heaven
Chapter 35: The Frustrated Di Jun and the Fierce Battle in the Thirty-Third Heaven
Atop Mount Bu Zhou, Di Jun and Fu Xi wore expressions of joy.
They had predicted tens of thousands of years ago that there was still a vast realm in this world yet to be born. This realm was perfect for the Demon Clan to live in.
For this reason, they had traveled through the Great Wilderness for many years. They had even hurried through the teachings of the Dao Ancestor, Hong Jun, and didn’t attend the division of treasures at the Treasure Cliff.
Their goal had always been to seize the opportunity and claim this realm before it came into existence.
No wonder they were so eager. The Demon Clan had been struggling in recent years.
In the past, during the War between the Shaman and the Demon Clan, they had initially thought that the Sun Palace would sweep through the Shaman Clan. However, in the end, it was their own clan that was defeated.
Since then, the Demon Clan’s momentum of sweeping through the Eight Desolations had been halted. Meanwhile, the Shaman Clan continued to expand, and with some powerful experts rising, the Demon Clan’s fortunes had been dwindling.
Fortunately, their efforts had not been in vain. After tens of thousands of years of searching, they had finally figured out the exact entrance to this vast realm, which was located at the top of Mount Bu Zhou.
The two of them moved forward and quickly found the specific entrance. They also encountered the light barrier that had previously blocked Zhong Yue.
Fu Xi paused and looked at the light barrier ahead, his brows furrowing slightly.
Di Jun, who had been smiling, froze when he saw Fu Xi’s expression.
“Xi Huang?” Di Jun asked in confusion.
Fu Xi’s brow remained furrowed as he pointed toward the light barrier.
“Your Majesty, I feel… someone has been here before.”
“Someone has been here?” Di Jun was taken aback and followed Fu Xi’s direction with his gaze.
When Zhong Yue had entered earlier, he hadn’t thought much about it, so the residual aura left behind was very obvious. Fu Xi didn’t mention it, but once he did, Di Jun immediately noticed.
The next moment, Di Jun’s face darkened.
Fu Xi’s expression also turned grim. They had searched for tens of thousands of years, only to find that someone else had arrived first. How could they tolerate this?
With no time to waste, the two immediately began to break the barrier. They were determined to find out who had stolen their opportunity.
After several more years of effort, Fu Xi finally managed to completely break through the light barrier.
“Let’s go,” Fu Xi said, his eyes flashing with brilliance, and he strode forward.
Di Jun followed closely behind, his eyes filled with killing intent. He was determined to find out who had dared to snatch his chance.
Upon entering the Heavenly Realm, Di Jun and Fu Xi’s faces grew even darker.
Looking around, the entire Heavenly Realm appeared desolate. Dust flew through the air, and the grass and trees were scattered. Yet, one could still faintly make out the signs of former prosperity.
“What…”
Di Jun’s face twitched as he looked at the scene before him.
Who could it be, to waste such a vast realm and destroy it like this?
“Your Majesty, look,” Fu Xi’s voice suddenly came from beside him, pointing in the direction he had mentioned.
Looking up, Di Jun saw countless star powers hanging in the sky, resembling a brilliant Milky Way pouring down from the ancient star domain.
Upon closer inspection, a scroll seemed to be floating in the air, with endless star power pouring into it.
The most crucial thing was that the two of them could see a figure sitting cross-legged on the scroll.
“How bold!”
Upon seeing this scene, Di Jun’s eyes nearly popped out of his head, and he immediately roared.
As the words left his mouth, Di Jun transformed into his true form, using the Golden Crow Rainbow Transformation technique, and charged straight towards the figure in the sky.
At this moment, atop the Thirty-Third Heaven…
The Boundless Essence of Stars Surge Like Ocean Waves, and the Star Map Devours Them
The boundless essence of stars surged like ocean waves, with the Heavenly Star Map displaying a whale-like devouring force. It stirred up boundless storms in the Thirty-Third Heaven, swallowing the power of billions of stars.
Zhong Yue sat cross-legged on the Star Map, using his divine powers to control the scroll as he madly devoured these star energies.
Suddenly, Zhong Yue felt a warning in his soul.
“Hmm?”
Zhong Yue opened his eyes and looked down below.
When he saw the approaching figures, an odd expression immediately appeared on his face.
Being caught red-handed by the owner was a strange feeling indeed.
However, he quickly shook his head, displaying a self-deprecating smile.
“Is this really being caught in the act? This place was discovered by me first. If it weren’t for the grand trend of the Heavenly Dao, they wouldn’t even get a whiff of it. What is there to worry about?”
Zhong Yue stood up from the scroll, adjusted his expression, and walked toward the newcomers.
However, he didn’t stop the Heavenly Star Map. It continued to devour at the same pace, showing no regard for the approaching Di Jun.
At this moment, Di Jun had also arrived at the Thirty-Third Heaven, facing Zhong Yue.
“I am Zhong Yue, greetings, fellow Daoist. You came in without notice—don’t you think that’s a bit too much?” Zhong Yue took the initiative to salute, directly questioning them and taking the lead in the conversation.
Even though the moment Di Jun stepped in, the Heavenly Secrets had already become clear—that this Heavenly Realm belonged to the Demon Clan—so what?
Since this place was discovered by him first, he claimed ownership. Even if Di Jun had a legitimate claim, did that mean Zhong Yue had none?
As Zhong Yue had anticipated, his words immediately stunned Di Jun.
Di Jun stared at Zhong Yue, his face darkening. His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn’t utter a single word.
“What’s wrong? Fellow Daoist, are you planning to play dumb?”
Zhong Yue’s face twisted into a sneer, and his words became even more cutting.
At this point, Di Jun finally regained his composure. A violent aura erupted from his body, and murderous intent swept through the Thirty-Third Heaven.
“How dare you, little thief! The Heavenly Secrets have been revealed; this place rightfully belongs to my Demon Clan!”
“A mere Great Luo, stealing my Demon Clan’s wealth without begging for mercy, and now you’re the one to question me? You truly don’t know how to live!”
Di Jun roared, his voice shaking the heavens. His rage was so intense that even the starry sky dimmed as a result.
Upon seeing this, Zhong Yue did not retreat but instead continued to mock him.
“Heh, is this the way the Demon Clan does things? No wonder you were pushed around by the Shaman Clan.”
However, considering the other party was a quasi-Saint, Zhong Yue still had his defenses up.
He pointed into the void, and the rotating Heavenly Star Map unfurled, with boundless starry brilliance descending, protecting him within it.
At that moment, Fu Xi arrived from below.
He looked at Zhong Yue, his face filled with confusion. He had spent tens of thousands of years using the River Map and Luo Book to calculate and finally found this Heavenly Realm.
But now, why was this mere Great Luo ahead of them in discovering it?
Could it be a coincidence?
Fu Xi couldn’t understand, his mind swirling as he studied Zhong Yue.
Just then, Di Jun made his move.
“Ant, you’re seeking death.”
Di Jun’s fury reached a boiling point. Zhong Yue’s earlier remark about the Demon Clan being pushed around by the Shaman Clan ignited the anger he had been holding in for so long.
“Come!”
He raised his hand and summoned the River Map and Luo Book from Fu Xi’s hands, causing them to expand rapidly.
The River Map unfurled, taking the shape of river veins, and the Luo Book fluttered in the wind, with countless mountains and earth veins spreading out.
In an instant, a small-scale, primal earth vein world appeared, directly sealing off the entire Thirty-Third Heaven.
“Die~”
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